Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1085

Parker cast a quick glance at Ludwik-

The man's lips were pressed into a thin line, his expression serious. His large

hand gripped Whitney's slender wrist a bit too tightly as he looked into her intelligent eyes and decided to be honest. "Whitney, I've got something to tell you.

Before Florence fled to Germinia, she had plastic surgery.

Sammy was the one who tipped me off, and I confirmed it at the clinic.

When I finally caught up with her in Germinia, I was stunned when I saw her."

His eyes were as cold as a sharp blade, and his tone sent an unexpected shiver down Whitney's spine.

"Florence had surgery?" Whitney could sense something unusual in his dark gaze.

Ludwik nodded, his voice icy. "She altered her appearance to look like you!" "What?" Whitney gasped, completely taken aback.

"You and she already had a slight resemblance, more like you take after your father, Hudson. But this time, she changed her brow bone and lips to resemble your family."

Ludwik's words hit Whitney's already unsettled heart like a rock.

Her eyes flickered as her thoughts raced.

Darting between suspicion and urgency, she asked, "What are you trying to say? Why would Florence want to look like my family?"

"Why else? She's trying to cozy up to someone, to find a powerful ally. Wouldn't she take shortcuts to do that?" Ludwik's expression darkened with disdain.

words were like a light bulb going off

suspicions began to

pounded erratically as she suddenly exclaimed, "Are you suggesting that this ally you mentioned has some connection

sharp, quick

couldn't be

clearly seen the

said they resembled

it

remember the call

Whitney nodded, suddenly recalling.

if your grandfather had any other illegitimate

was already suspicious, wondering if this mysterious person might be

be a relative of yours? Is that why

when Parker

Bryce,

glimpse of

3. Sted woman..." Copet

middle-aged woman..." that

he could finish, Whitney's eyes widened in shock, a tumult

surging within her.

fluttered with

Are you implying that the ally... is a middle-aged woman, and she is..." Whitney's eyes began to well up, and in her agitation, she

the last two words.

Mom...?